The us
we are
is better 
now than
ever before 
growth has 
given way 
like two 
separate teeming 
ponds our 
lives have 
consumed the 
land between 
making us 
one lake 
one very
large lake 

Keep your damn
platitudes your poo
poo pooing pity
let me alone 
to lick wounds 
not from bite 
but from blight 
that your lies
caused to die

Why oh why 
oh why do 
people lie and 
then when caught 
try to justify 
don’t they understand 
that they’re no
different than the 
mouse caught in 
the trap begging 
for its life 
swearing that it
never liked cheese

I like 
calling you 
things I
see for 
when seen
I see
me telling 
you that 
I saw
you before 
I’d ever 
seen them 

Time doesn’t exist 
history does certainly 
but not time 
not like it
used to exist 
time was like 
a muddy paddock
through which to
trudge a bayou
full of snakes 
and other creatures 
but now at
least with you 
time which always 
had been marked 
by its march 
has become little 
more less than 
prints in sand
washed to sea